Day: Jan 14, 2022
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Day 14: #JusJoJan “Freckled”
A FRECKLED SKY OF STARS There’s a flute in the trees.Did you hear its song.It’s as short as a dream. A whispered lullaby.A cellar into sleep. Close your itchy eyeson night’s freckled stars.Dream across the sky. Written for Day 14: JusJoJan “Freckled” ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
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Q14: A Journey of Limited Space
A JOURNEY OF LIMITED SPACE I’ll pack a bag,lock out thoseleathery tongues ofnews and politics. Packa bag full of memoriesfor a long journey into light. I’ll close my eyes and close my lips,hold the world between two fingers. Yesterday, I opened a drawerand discovered I’ve beencollecting elastic rubber bands. A box of them.And a jar […]
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dVerse: Tuesday Poetics Haibun
The Table of Imaginary Dreams Until we knocked walls down, this was the dining room. Now it’s a bright corner with a heavy oak table, chairs that won’t slide easily under the table when you’re sitting on them. And there, an old milk bottle with a few flowers bending from the stem. Even in winter […]
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Q13: Body Memory
BODY MEMORY I.We sat crosslegged, our fingersstrolling through the lawn,searching out four leaf clover. II.The chill from grass climbedup our legs – summer’s leanas cotton shorts and skirts. III.I turned my back to the sun,but in truth all I wanted wasto hold its long gaze on me. IV.Lemonade, sharp as the sun,fit for an old […]
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